“Like, um, Sudoku,” I clarify quickly. “You look like a Sudoku fan.” What am I talking about? I glance sideways at her, just in time to see that darned grin slip back onto her face. “Oh yeah? What does a Sudoku fan look like?” Hot. But I can’t say that. For obvious reasons. I need to change the subject, fast. Say something, Liam. Anything at all. “So your mom’s into pirate porn, huh?” Anything but that, dumbass.